Disclaimer: This is kind of a sad & personal post
Every Christmas season my mind goes back to the Christmas of 1998. This was the Christmas that my grandparents were in a fatal car accident. I was 16 years old and I had never had anyone very close to me pass away. It was the first time that I truly had my faith tested. It is what I consider the event that had me go from child to adult. It was the first time I saw my parents as human and not as people who could handle anything, fix anything, support everyone.
On December 18, 1998 My grandparents were out for a early bird dinner in Sarasota, FL. They were on their way back to Siesta Key when their wood paneled station wagon was struck on the drivers’ side by a drunk driver in a bronco. My grandmother was killed instantly & my grandfather was airlifted to St. Petersburg hospital where he was on life support until January 13th.
That Christmas we spent in Cincinnati at my grandmother’s funeral and held a prayer service for my grandfather. We didn’t do presents that year. Not because we made a family decision not to, but because my parents forgot it was Christmas.
I drove down to St. Petersburg with my parents and sat in some of the worst traffic I can recall on I-95. the ride and the visit were miserable. I was the only grandchild who got to see my grandpa in the hospital. I am both glad and terribly sad that I had that opportunity. It took me years to not associate my grandfather with that hospital.
Over the past 13 years the pain doesn’t sting quite as much, but I am still sad. I am disappointed that my grandparents never met my brother in law or REF. I do think we’ve done a wonderful job of preserving their memory.
I am now able to realize that they lived amazing lives. My grandfather had a very successful eye doctor practice in Cincinnati. They had 4 children & 12 grandchildren. They lived on their own when they passed away and were still very active in their 80s. They created many many memories for their family and passed down great traditions. Their motto was “Eat well, Drink well and do all things in moderation”. I think they lived that.
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